"What? How could Armani disappear?"Rachel intended to get out of bed, but her body only ended up falling backwards. Fortunately, Brandon swiftly held her head."I-I don't know either. But after checking the defense wall, no intruders got in. So, it's most likely that Armani himself chose to leave the palace," Brandon explained, completely overcome with confusion.Rachel stared anxiously and shared Brandon's dizziness."How could... Armani..." Rachel crumpled her blanket with a sense of unease. She had waited 10 years to see her son and now he was missing. "We have to find him! We have to find him, Brandon!""Calm down, calm down, Sweety. I'll definitely find our son," Brandon said, trying to calm the agitated Rachel. Brandon didn't want to escalate the situation and make Rachel even sicker."You have to find him, Brandon," Rachel whispered. Her voice was hoarse with tears. She gripped Brandon's arm, who looked at her sadly."I promise," Brandon said. He brought Rachel's hand to his c
Werewolves and vampires have been enemies ever since they were created.Werewolves hate vampires for drinking blood, while vampires are jealous of werewolves who are blessed by the moon goddess.Some Alphas had occasionally made treaties with vampires to stop drinking human blood, but violations were more common. Vampires could barely contain their craving for blood and their wild instincts bubbled up. They almost went crazy when the Alphas tried to restrict them.It all just ended up in chaos.Vampires and werewolves in fact could never coexist peacefully.The feud had been going on for years, like a never-ending war. Neither side wants to give in. They want to look superior to the others.Until then, the werewolves and vampires began to create a border that separated them.The werewolves lived side by side, Pack by Pack in a federation that protected them from the outside world. Meanwhile, vampires broke away in packs of their own making.Of course not all werewolves and vampires ag
Damon Bloodknight was not at all frightened by Brandon's threats. Instead, he laughed out loud as if he was being threatened by a seven-year-old boy.Damon had defeated several Alphas thanks to his strength that kept increasing every 10 years. His 1700 years of age almost made him invincible. That's why Damon dared to build a palace near the territory of the werewolf pack federation.And now, he was sure that the Alpha standing before him was also easily defeated."Can you really shut me up forever?" asked Damon in a mocking tone. "What if I did the same thing to your son? What would you do?""Don't you dare. Don't you dare touch my son." Brandon growled. "If I see even one scratch on his face, then I will destroy you along with your entire army!"In that instant, a blue light instantly radiated out from Brandon's hand. Damon was quite taken aback by that, then his eyes narrowed sharply.'Is it possible that Brandon has different powers than the other alphas?'Damon looked at Brandon
As Brandon advanced to attack, Damon suddenly turned into mist and appeared behind Brandon. Fortunately, Brandon's reflexes were fast so he was able to dodge the sword that was extended to his neck.Brandon retreated with a shocked look on his face, not expecting Damon to transform that quickly. So, this was what the alphas said about 1000-year-old vampires."Surprised?" snapped Damon with a vicious grin."Don't get excited yet." Brandon snorted. He unleashed his power until his sword emitted a blinding bluish light. This way, he could tell where Damon was going when he turned into mist.The two stared at each other for a long time before advancing simultaneously. Their swords clashed, resisting each other's thrusts of power.Damon jerked his sword forward and turned into mist. This time, Brandon reacted too late as the hilt of Damon's sword struck the side of his head.Brandon staggered to the side and Damon kicked him in the stomach again, sending Brandon crashing to the ground. Dam
"His condition has improved, Alpha. The poison in his body has been completely eliminated, so Young Master Armani will gradually recover," the healer explained carefully, while administering a potion into Armani's mouth. Brandon immediately let out a sigh of relief, leaning his weakened body against the wall. Armani had already lost consciousness when Brandon arrived at the palace, leaving him extremely worried. He was terrified that something might happen to his son, but fortunately, the medicine was effective. The healer had also prepared a remedy for Rachel, and Brandon only needed to administer it daily. He looked at Armani lying weakly on the bed, his eyes still tightly shut, but his chest rose and fell rhythmically. Brandon had already checked Armani and found no other injuries. It seemed the vampires only kept administering poison. They wanted to weaken Armani’s body so he couldn’t escape from that palace. Once Armani regained consciousness, Brandon would ask him why he ha
“Sweety, are your legs still feeling weak?” “No, I’m feeling much better now.” Brandon smiled and gently massaged Rachel’s legs. “Try moving them slowly.” Carefully, Rachel swung her legs down from the bed. Her body no longer felt weak, but she was still hesitant to move too much. The healer had said she could start walking, but only within their room for now. Brandon’s hand quickly found its place behind Rachel’s waist, guiding her as they walked through the spacious chamber they shared. “How does it feel?” Brandon asked. “My legs don’t hurt anymore,” Rachel replied, smiling at Brandon with a sparkle in her eyes. Seeing her smile, Brandon’s own expression softened into one of pure happiness. “Thank you so much. This is all because of you.” “No, thank you, Sweety.” Rachel’s smile grew even brighter at the sweet nickname. Brandon had always called her that, but recently, she noticed it felt different. Every small gesture from Brandon... the way he looked at her with such tender
"Will you be my Luna again? Be my mate, my wife, my soulmate, and live with me in this palace?"Brandon's calm gaze captivated Rachel. For a moment, she was at a loss for words, too shocked and moved by Brandon's proposal. She had been worrying about their status, and now Brandon had laid it all out."I... I..." Rachel's tears fell silently down her cheeks. Brandon smiled, gently wiping them away, but his touch only made her sob harder. She buried her face in his chest, feeling embarrassed for crying instead of replying.Brandon chuckled softly, patting her shoulder as she wept quietly."I love you," Brandon whispered, kissing her temple.Once again, his tender gesture made Rachel cry even harder. "I love you too..." she said hoarsely, burying her face into Brandon's cloak, inhaling its sweet scent.Brandon smiled widely, resting his chin on the top of her head. He let Rachel cry, releasing all her pent-up emotions, while he occasionally planted kisses on her head.After nearly five m
A thick mist shrouded the Pack Manowi castle that morning. The temperature had dropped significantly, and the cold wind blew without rest, but it didn’t dampen Armani’s spirit for training. He was determined to master every element of the exercises, guided by Brandon or Victor as his instructors. “If you can produce a blue light in your hand, then you’ve passed the first stage of this training,” Brandon explained, raising his hand to show a soft blue glow. Armani watched in awe, moving his own hand in an attempt to imitate. Unfortunately, nothing happened. His pout made Brandon laugh. “Keep practicing. Beta Victor will supervise you here,” Brandon said. He intended to check on Rachel, who seemed to have finished getting ready. “I’m going to see your mother.” “Alright, Father!” Brandon smiled, giving Armani’s shoulder a gentle pat. He then turned to his loyal Beta, standing by the hedge. “Victor, keep an eye on my son. Let me know immediately if there’s any progress with his magi
"With this, I, King Alpha Brandon Matthew, officially hand over my leadership to my son—Armani Matthew, on his 20th birthday!"Applause immediately filled the room. Brandon and Rachel stepped forward with wide smiles, placing the crown and the Pack Manowi emblem ring on Armani’s finger.The coronation celebration was held on the exact day of Armani’s birthday. All the members of Pack Manowi, Pack Canis, and Pack Leinz were invited—not just the Alphas with authority.The festive atmosphere filled the grand hall, which had been lavishly decorated. Golden chandeliers illuminated the room, while exquisite food and drinks were served for the guests.The hall was nearly packed; everyone seemed eager to witness the coronation of the heir to the throne.Armani had grown into a strikingly handsome young man, exuding charisma and authority. His strong leadership aura commanded respect, even from much older Alphas.Although only 20, Armani had already won numerous tournaments and duels, proving
The cold wind carried a mist that blurred the view ahead. The forest Viviane traversed grew denser, with towering hawthorn trees lining her path.The sunlight could no longer penetrate the thick canopy of interwoven branches. Though it was still morning, the place resembled a moonless night.Viviane wiped the sweat from her forehead and glanced at Volkov, who was sleeping soundly in her arms. The distinct scent of trees after the rain had lulled him to sleep. The place was damp and quite chilly, prompting her to find a better spot to rest."Where are we heading, Miss Viviane?" Gonder asked, scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. He and his wife were both weary and hungry, but they had found nothing edible along the way.Viviane sighed tiredly. "We should head west, toward where the sun sets."Gonder and Suzy nodded, having no other suggestion for their destination. Leading the way, Viviane secretly felt unsure of where to go, but she couldn’t afford to show her hesitation.Suddenly, so
"Take them all out. Today, they will be taken to the border." That morning, Brandon immediately gave orders to his Beta. Following his claim and official proclamation, Brandon wanted Viviane and her followers to leave Pack Leinz immediately. Victor nodded obediently and hurried to the dungeon. Brandon then turned to Rachel, who was seated beside him. Her face was furrowed, lost in thought. “Sweety, are you alright?” “Mm, yes.” Rachel snapped out of her thoughts and pulled the corners of her lips into a smile. “I was just... just thinking about Viviane's departure and…” “What is it? Are you worried?” Brandon asked, raising an eyebrow. Rachel fiddled with the ribbon of her gown and nodded. “A little. I’m afraid she might do something after Kennedy’s death. She’s skilled at concocting poisons, and... I’m just scared she might seek revenge,” Rachel admitted, rubbing her neck uneasily. She wasn’t sure why she was suddenly dwelling on it, especially since Viviane was just an ordinary
Rachel and Armani sprinted through the forest, their hearts pounding with both anticipation and joy. Rachel had heard from the Moon Goddess that Brandon had triumphed over Kennedy in their duel. He had taken control of Pack Leinz following Kennedy’s death in their battle. Initially, Rachel was deeply worried, knowing Kennedy and Viviane often resorted to underhanded tactics. But she was also aware that Brandon’s strength was unmatched. “Mom, are we almost there?” Armani asked, matching his mother’s pace as they navigated the dense forest. The pungent smell of moss lingered in the air after a light drizzle had fallen just moments before. “Almost there, sweetheart,” Rachel replied. “Are you tired?” “Not at all!” Armani exclaimed, shaking his head with a determined look that made Rachel chuckle. “I’m the heir to Pack Manowi, strong like my father. There’s no way I’d feel tired.” Rachel let out a soft laugh, gently patting the top of Armani’s head, charmed by his confidence. “In th
Brandon made the announcement in a booming voice, addressing the guards, servants, Beta Gonder, Beta Suzy, Viviane, and her nine-year-old son—Volkov Li. He stood before Kennedy’s throne, with Victor positioned just below the steps. Everyone knelt before Brandon, affirming his claim over Pack Leinz. Viviane and Kennedy’s two Betas were forced to kneel under the pressure of Brandon’s overwhelming power. Viviane clenched her fists, her fury still burning deep within. Her tears had dried, but her heart was shattered beyond repair. She knew her life would change drastically after Kennedy’s death, but now she had one single purpose. She had to avenge Kennedy. She had to kill Brandon mercilessly, just as he had done to her husband. Viviane glanced at her son, who was bowing his head beside her. His face was pale and downcast, his lips sealed tight for hours. He was still deeply shaken by Kennedy’s death and Brandon’s claim over the pack that should have been inherited by Volkov. All he
"Viviane..." Kennedy struggled to speak, his voice barely audible. He coughed violently, more blood pouring from his mouth and staining his chin and neck. Viviane was hysterical, her cries echoing in the tense silence. "No! Don’t say that! Healers! Where are the healers?!" she screamed, tears streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks. "Someone call the healers now! Why are all of you just standing there?!" "No... Viviane... I don’t think... I can hold on... any longer," Kennedy stammered, his voice faltering. His trembling hand lay weakly in Viviane’s grip, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Viviane sobbed harder, her tears falling on Kennedy’s pale face. She clung to him desperately, her world unraveling as her husband teetered on the brink of death. Around them, the crowd remained silent, their expressions grim. No one dared move or utter a word; they all knew there was nothing they could do now. Kennedy's defeat was absolute. Blood continued to pour from Kennedy’s mouth, stai
“What did you just say, you bastard?!” Brandon growled deeply. Kennedy chuckled and pressed his hand against Brandon’s chest, forcing him to remain pitifully pinned down. “Yes, because soon enough, that poison will make you wither away, slowly destroying your organs,” Kennedy whispered. Brandon’s eyes widened in shock at those words. He struggled to free himself from Kennedy’s hold, but his strength had mysteriously vanished. Something was wrong in their duel. The poison. It was the poison that had rendered him this weak. Brandon’s gaze darted to the tip of Kennedy’s spear lying beside him, glistening with a clear liquid. He had been so focused on Kennedy that he had failed to notice the details of the weapon. Brandon cursed himself inwardly for being so careless. How could he forget Kennedy’s cunning nature—and that of his wife? Especially after Rachel’s own experience of being struck by a poisoned arrow. Brandon should have realized it earlier. They would do anything to win.
After calming herself, Viviane followed Kennedy to the front courtyard of the palace. There, Brandon stood fully armored, facing off against Kennedy. A silver sword, famed for its magical properties, hung at his waist. His gaze locked onto Kennedy, who didn’t look away either. The tension in the courtyard of Pack Leinz was palpable, creating an eerie atmosphere. Moments passed in silence, intensifying the suspense. A gentle breeze blew, causing the hairs on everyone’s necks to stand on end. Both Betas and the guards watched each other cautiously. Some of them were breathing shallowly, waiting for these two top-ranked Alphas to break the silence. Finally, Brandon let out a sharp breath and spoke, "I’ve come here to challenge you honorably! A one-on-one duel using the full extent of our Alpha powers. Win or lose, the stakes are Pack Manowi and Pack Leinz." Kennedy narrowed his eyes and smirked. "Are you serious about your offer?" "Of course." Brandon grinned. "I’m not one to make f
As usual, Armani was busy with his morning training routine. Rachel was trying to sew a cloak for Armani when Brandon entered the room, his face serious. Rachel quickly set down the fabric in her hands and looked at her husband. “Brandon?” “Sweety, I need to talk to you about something important,” Brandon said, taking a seat in front of Rachel. Rachel frowned. “What is it?” Brandon cleared his throat, hesitating for a moment as if unsure about how to deliver his plan. But his resolve was firm today. “I’m going to the Pack Leinz territory to challenge Kennedy to a duel.” “What?” “I know you might think I’ve let it go, but I haven’t, Rachel. My plan for revenge remains unchanged,” Brandon explained, quickly taking Rachel’s hand in his. “But you don’t need to worry. This isn’t a war involving our entire pack, just a one-on-one duel between me and Kennedy. I can’t let him keep acting recklessly and harassing you.” Rachel looked concerned, biting her lower lip as she gazed at Brand